MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Serene Land’

vivid green lushness
deep turquoise springs
mossy tree trunks
ferns covering the ground

snow capped mountains
icy glaciers receding out
hikes of several days
night in a distant hut

below zero temps
air fresh and moist
falling from the sky
pieces of white clouds

touching the ground
ever so gently
melted by the sun
beaming with light

the spring time almost
palatable and visible
on the tree branches
flowers of fruits to be

days pleasantly long
nights warm by the fire
crackling of the wood
sipping hot inka drink

loving the atmosphere
of the southern land
too far for all the
dangerous critters

roads pretty clear
other cars hardly there
humans surpassed
by the number of sheep

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